Mama Raised The Hell Outta Me by Matt Kennon
Mama Raised The Hell Outta Me by Matt Kennon

Mama Raised The Hell Outta Me

Matt Kennon * Track #4 On Matt Kennon

Mama Raised The Hell Outta Me Lyrics

When I stole that Baby Ruth
She made me take it back
When she found that Winston lighter
She made me smoke the pipe

Grounded me for three long weeks
When I cheated on that test
Cut me off from my friend James
When she smelled beer on his breath

Mama raised the hell outta me
When the doors were open at the Baptist church
You could bet that where we'd be
The devil never stood a chance
With that woman on her knees
'Cause mama raised the hell outta me

She threw that Penthouse magazine in the thrash
Made me sleep outside the night I came home smashed
Sold my car when she called me
And tamed me hard at that hotel
And when I punched my boss at my first job
She let me spend the night in jail

Mama raised the hell outta me
When the doors were open at the Baptist church
You could bet that where we'd be
The devil never stood a chance
With that woman on her knees
'Cause mama raised the hell outta me

I could be locked up or hooked on drugs
Or living on the street
Without her tough love
There ain't no telling where I'd be

Mama raised the hell outta me
When the doors were open at the Baptist church
My butt was in that seat
Well, that devil never stood a chance
With that woman on her knees
'Cause mama raised the hell outta me

Yeah, that devil never stood a chance
With that woman on her knees
'Cause mama raised the hell outta me

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